"It turns out you're here...
Kanaya's familiar baritone voice startled the tomboyish woman who was knocking on her friend's door. Kanaya's body didn't move when she heard the baritone voice of someone who was now behind Kanaya. Why is this killer lecturer here? Is this killer lecturer following Kanaya? There were many questions in Kanaya's mind about the presence of someone who Kanaya had already guessed, the killer lecturer Mr. Daren.
"What are you doing here?" asked Mr. Daren who was now standing next to Kanaya.
Kanaya's body still remained in place without taking her eyes off the wooden door which was now in front of Kanaya. Kanaya's thoughts are still wandering with Mr. Daren's presence at Kanaya's friend's house at the moment.
"Kanaya.. If someone is asking a question, it will be answered. Don't just stay silent Kanaya. Have you forgotten that I am your future husband..." Mr. Daren couldn't control his emotions when Kanaya didn't respond to what Mr. Daren asked Kanaya.
Duarrrr..
What Pak Daren said surprised Kanaya so that Kanaya immediately turned her body to face Pak Daren. Kanaya's eyes widened when she saw Cantika, Kanaya's best friend was among them at this time. Kanaya's eyes turned to Pak Daren and Cantika alternately by linking both eyebrows. Seeing Kanaya's eyebrows that were so linked together, Pak Daren smiled faintly without being able to be seen by Kanaya.
"My cousin sister is beautiful.." Pak Daren answered Kanaya's curiosity.
Duarrrr..
Again and again Kanaya was amazed by what Mr. Daren said. Kanaya looked at Pak Daren and Cantika with a look full of intimidation.
"C-cousin sister?" Kanaya said as if she was asking Pak Daren and Cantika.
"Yes Cana. Is there something wrong with what I said, Kanaya?" replied Mr. Daren.
Kanaya ignored Mr. Daren's words and then walked towards his best friend since middle school. Kanaya gave Cantika a slanted look. Seeing the unusual look given by Kanaya, Cantika lowered her head while twisting her fingers.
"What do you want to explain to me, Cantika?" said Kanaya in a high tone.
Cantika gasped when she heard Kanaya say in a high tone. Cantika knew that Kanaya would not speak in a high tone if she was not filled with emotion or anger. Cantika raised her head and dared to stare at Kanaya, who was looking emotional in front of her.
"Kanaya... Iā" Cantika stopped speaking when Kanaya raised her palm indicating that Cantika had to stop what Cantika was about to say.
Without saying a word Kanaya chose to leave them with a very obvious disappointment on Kanaya's face. How not to be disappointed, a friend who was considered a good friend by Kanaya turned out to be lying to her. Cantika never said that she was related by blood or was related to the killer lecturer. Even Kanaya always tells all her complaints about the killer lecturer who turns out to be Cantika's cousin. A reality that is beyond Kanaya's current logic.
Mr. Daren's wide footsteps managed to catch up to Kanaya who was standing next to his favorite motorcycle. The motorbike keys that had been installed were forcefully taken by Mr. Daren so that Kanaya snorted in annoyance at what Mr. Daren had done. Kanaya gave a sharp gaze to Pak Daren, who was now standing in front of Kanaya.
"Give me back my motorbike keys Dear Daren!" Kanaya exclaimed in a high tone.
"I will not give you the keys to this motorbike before you listen to the explanation from me and Cantika, Kanaya," replied Mr. Daren firmly and with a piercing gaze.
Kanaya sighed with Pak Daren's words, "Okay. Please take the motorbike keys. I can return home by other transportation or on foot!"
Kanaya stepped away from Pak Daren. But Kanaya's steps stopped when a large palm gripped Kanaya's arm firmly. Kanaya was still where she stood. Kanaya's face immediately turned red with what Pak Daren did.
"Follow me or I will carry you here!" Mr. Daren ordered without refusal.
Kanaya still didn't move where she stood. Mr Daren sighed heavily at Kanaya's attitude which always tested Mr Daren's patience both on campus and outside campus like now. If it wasn't for love, maybe Pak Daren would never care about Kanaya.
Love?
Yes. Pak Daren friends admit and realize the feelings he has for Kanaya since their first meeting at Cantika's birthday party. But Kanaya didn't realize that because Pak Daren and Kanaya had never spoken to each other. Pak Daren only saw Kanaya from a distance without having the courage to approach or get acquainted with Kanaya. Kanaya's plain appearance was able to break down the walls that had been built solidly by the killer lecturer for women. Kanaya's image never left Pak Daren's mind. Even the name Kanaya slowly entered into the recesses of the cold man who had antipathy towards the creature called the womenfolk.
Seeing Kanaya who was still standing where she was currently standing, Mr. Daren carried Kanaya without saying a word to Kanaya. A loud scream came from Kanaya when she realized that Mr. Daren was now carrying Kanaya's body bridal style. However, Mr. Daren ignored Kanaya's loud screams and continued to walk towards Cantika's house with his gaze straight ahead. Kanaya snorted in error at what Mr. Daren did. Awry. Kanaya didn't know what to do when she was in Mr. Daren's arms at this time.
"Hold on so you don't fall!" Pak Daren ordered firmly.
Kanaya snorted again in annoyance at what Mr. Daren said. Not wanting to argue too much, Kanaya chose to give in by putting her hands around Mr. Daren's neck. A faint smile appeared on both corners of Mr. Daren's lips when he felt someone touch his neck with both hands. Kanaya hid her face in Mr Daren's broad chest which felt comfortable.
Yes. Kanaya cannot deny that being in Mr. Daren's arms right now feels very comfortable. Especially after Kanaya hid her face in Pak Daren's broad chest with a masculine scent wafting through his senses of smell. Pak Daren's masculine scent felt soothing to Kanaya. Ah no. Kanaya should not be captivated by the charm of this killer lecturer. This killer lecturer is Kanaya's mortal enemy. Throw away the good thoughts about this killer lecturer Kanaya. That's what is currently on Kanaya's mind. Inner war.